Yume100 Translations

 

I continue my voyage on Rosso’s ship, the Balenarossa…

 

He said for one month but…just how far are we going?

 

As I thought about it, the ship slipped into in a cape and put down anchor with the other ships.

 

I wonder…where are we?

 

The banks were deathly silent, and only the roaring of the waves could be heard.

 

Huh? Where’s Rosso?

 

I looked about but Rosso had gone off somewhere.

 

OO: "Um, where’s Rosso…?"

 

Sailor 1: "The captain? Come to think of it, I haven’t seen him."

 

None of the other crewman I asked knew, so I went down to the shore to look for him.

 

OO: "Ah…"

 

I found Rosso on a cliff near the tip of the island, his hand outstretched.

 

What is he doing? Those are… Flowers…?

 

Rosso was holding on to a beautiful bunch of white flowers.

 

OO: "Rosso?"

 

Rosso: "…!"

 

I called out without thinking, and Rosso looked at me guiltily.

 

He gave a short click of his tongue.

 

Rosso: "So you found me out…"

 

He threw the flowers from the cliff in tribute and once again turned to look at me.

 

I...

 

[CHOICE]

• I’m sorry (SUN)

• Flowers? (MOON)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The ship swayed as it was rocked by the waves, and Rosso’s hair was blown about by the salty breeze.

 

Wearing a sorrowful expression, he forced a smile.

 

That same face…again.

 

I wanted to know what it was he hid behind his cheerful smile.

 

OO: "Um…would you tell me? About those flowers…?"

 

I had asked without thinking.

 

Rosso: "…"

 

Rosso took in a deep breath and began his story, his voice low.

 

Rosso: "Some time ago…on a stormy night…the ship suffered heavy damage, and I lost a lot of friends here."

 

OO: "Eh…"

 

Rosso: "It was a terrible storm. The rudder broke and the ship collided with the cliff…some of the men survived, but I let the others die."

 

OO: "You didn’t let them die…!"

 

Rosso: "No, it happened even though I’m the one who’s supposed to protect everyone. It’s my fault."

 

His expression was full of self-condemnation, and Rosso clenched his fist.

 

Rosso: "That’s why I’ll spend my life with the Balenarossa.  On my word."

 

Something like that…

 

As Rosso fixed his gaze on the horizon beyond the cliff, my chest tightened painfully.

 

OO: "Then is that…the reason you won’t get a new ship…?"

 

Rosso: "Yeah, this ship is full of their memories…it doesn't carry their bodies, but it houses their souls. If this ship is destroyed…This time, I won’t fail them."

 

But…

 

His face was clouded with grief and bitterness.

 

Rosso: "The Ghost Prince, prowling the ocean for all eternity …huh."

 

He whispered to himself, then turned to face me…

 

Rosso: "It’s not that uncommon, you know?"

 

Rosso grinned at me cheerfully, and my chest ached more.

 

OO: "Um…"

 

Rosso: "Ah, sorry for draggin’ you into this. It’s the first anniversary, and I wanted to make sure I stopped by. I’d been on my own for a while…I just wanted something to lift my spirits."

 

OO: "Rosso…"

 

The wind began to blow and Rosso went silent.

 

I can understand that he’s only thinking of his comrades.

 

But…

 

A melancholy tune was carried off by the sea breeze…

 

I quietly moved to stand closer to him, unable to put my feelings into words.